Knowing Myself (In Gnosis)
Painting from a Musea Training
What Painting Class or Training is the artwork from?
Anthropas
What year was this painted?
2020
What medium is this painted on (i.e. Acrylic on Canvas, Acrylic on Watercolor, Watercolor, etc)
Acrylic on gallery-wrapped canvas
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She is made of stars...
This woman is immersed within her own amniotic fluids of Codes inside an egg/womb. Illuminated with light language coding. She is boldly breaking out of her confinement while wearing her top hat and balancing on a red thread tightrope that is on fire. She becomes connected to the fire while also wearing a veil of flames as she is self-illuminating.
Within her body, her star codes reveal her essence. The patterns of her DNA, potential, soul work and life lessons are all there. And her lineage is strongly represented. Reaching her right arm up to receive the creative flow, the paintbrush in her hand is like a sacred antenna-wand she uses to direct the current, to illustrate with clarity of vision, using her artist's hands. Her body is a conduit for the flow to form frequency. In her left hand, she holds a ribbon-streaming tambourine as she is reaching down to anchor in the rhythm of her heartbeat, and the energy of the earth. She moves to the beat of her own rhythms…and the clarity of what she is here to cause and create into form.
The Full Moon is beaming support while reminding her of her intentions and lighting her path. The Watcher is looking within to observe a deeper perspective. Undefined orbs of possibilities and karmic agreements are in her field, awaiting activation. The fire tightrope she is balancing on is immersed in the River of Flow, where Hydra lit the flare for her to find her way after she has rebirthed herself. And this is her Medicine!
She plays tambourine while dancing in the fire.
Receiving inspiration, balancing on a tightwire.
She is made of stars... Oh, don't you know?
Knows where she came from, see's where to go.
Rhythms move through her, having traveled many roads.
Observing changes occurring as she receives her codes.
She is made of stars... Oh, don't you know?
Knows where she came from and knows where to go.
She's a top-hat lady, Viking-blood-gypsy-soul.
Guided by the moonlight. Singing rock-n-roll.
She is made of stars... Oh, don't you know?
Knows where she came from and Knows where to go.
She's the One, I dreamed of. All the best parts of me.
Between worlds, we travel. Painting, singing, and poetry.
She is made of stars... Oh. don't you know?
Knows where she came from, knows where to go!
She is made of Stars... and wouldn't ya know
She loves the life she's living, and she is all aglow!
